A familiar sight after many years once again: moving black dots covering a neglected coke can as soon as I’m done, the white sink covered in moving black dots in the morning drawn by the sweet, peppermint mouthwash from last night, dead, winged insect on the white floor suddenly moving away held up by moving black dots. Oh black ants, you bring back childhood memories.
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bottledworder 
thank,s
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like, verry nice
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i like
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Good Article
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The ants… cute animals…
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I think that happens a strange phenomenon , it comments on the life of black ants . And we as humans can take many lessons from the animals named ant .
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Indeed yes
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My ants memory: a parade of tiny ants in the shower when we lived in the Philippines. If I splashed them, they released a subtle smell and the other marching ants changed the route of their march just enough to avoid the spot of my attack.
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Yes. I’ve distracted ants traveling in a line too by rubbing the smell off.
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It must be the season for them 😉
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I have had ant visitations at some time everywhere I have lived. Clever critters.
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Glad to hear it was just ants. At first I thought it might be floaters or flashing lights in yr eyes.
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I had the same thought, Joe.
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